Nevada County picayune., 1887-03-30
The Heavenly Railroad.

persons Ot different natlOnatltIcS and languages. We also meet with incidents of various charac ter, some Sorrowful. and others joyful and instructive. One of the latter. witnessed recently. while travelling upon the cars The train was going west, and tie time was evening. At a station Il little girl about eight years old came aboard with q little budget under her arm. She came into the car and deliberately took a seat. She then began all eager scrutiny of faces; but all were strange to her. She appeared weary and setting her budget for Il pillow. she prepared to try to procure q little sleep. Soon the conductor came along collecting tickets and fares. Observing him, she asked if she might lie there. The gentlemanly conductor replied that she might, and then kindly asked for her ticket. She in- formed him she had none, when the following conversation ensued. Said the conductor, "Where are you goingW She answered, "I am going to helven." He asked again, "Who pays your IareW She then said "Mister, does this rail road lead to heaven, aud does Je. sus travel on ilw He answered, Fl think not. Why do you think sop "Why sir before my ma died she used to sing to me of d heavenly railroad, aud that he paid the fare for every body, and the train stopped at every station to take people on board; but my ma don't sing to mo now, and l thought l would take the cars and go to ma. Mister, do you sing to your little girl about heaven. You have a ln,le girl, havcn't youw
 He replied, No my little dear, l have no little girl now. | had one once, but she died some time ago and went to heaven" Again she asked, "Did she go over this railroad, and are you going to see her nowH'
 By this time every person in the coach Was upon their feet, and most of them were weeping. To attempt 10 describe what wit. messed is almost fulile.' Some said, "GOd bless the little girl" Hearing some person say that she was an angel, the lite girl earn estly replied, "Yes, my ma used to say that 1 would bo an angel some time.o
 Addressing herself once more to the conductor, she asked hlm, "Do you love Jrsua2 l do; and if you love Him, He will let you nde to heaven O. this railroad. am go. ing there, and l wish you would go with me. l know Jesus will let me into heaven when get thore, and He will let you in too, and every one who ride on His railroad, yes, all these people, Wouldn't you like to see heaven and Jesus and your little girl!'
 These words, so inhocently and pathetically uttered, drought great gush of tears from all eyes, but most profuseIy from the eyes of the conductor, Some who were travelling on tho heavenly railroad shouted aloud for joy. She now asked the conductor, Mister, may he here until we get to heaven." He answered, "ics, dear, yes" She then asked, "Wlll you wake me up then, so that l can sec my ma, your little girl and Jesus! for do so much want to see them alh The an. swer came in broken accents, bat in words very tende:ly spoken.
 "Ies, dear angel, yes, God bless you" "AmenW was sobbed by more than a score of voices.
 Turning her eyes upon the con ductOr, she interrogated him again, what shall I-tell your little girl for you when see herW This brought a fresh food of tears from all present, and the conductor kneeled by her side, embraced her, and went the reply he could not utter, At this junoture the brakeman called out, I'll The conductor arose and reaues. ted him to attend to his (cOnduc torS) duty at the station, for he was engaged. That was a pre-. clous nlace. thank God that 1